However, regeneration is a process; it was nowhere near the level of Wells Bill instantly regrowing a severed limb.
'He can't regenerate infinitely. Where would the energy come from? No! That's not right!'
The best way to test his theory was to strike again!
Leech stepped forward with his left foot, gripped his sword with both hands, stretched out his arms, and spun, twisting at the waist.
The light of the frost-wreathed greatsword flashed. The blade bit into Wells's body, only to get stuck.
Before he could pull the sword free, he saw flesh and blood surge from the wound on Wells's waist, enveloping even the Dragon-Slaying Sword itself.
Leech once again extravagantly expended the medicinal power reserved in his body, finally managing to yank the Dragon-Slaying Sword free.
He quickly backed away a few more steps.
Of the three potions' power within him, only two remained.
In contrast, the bloody hole in Wells Bill's waist was rapidly healing itself.
